Book 1 of the Hellhounds MC Series Camilla Aguado would never tell you she had an easy life. Her mother never wanted her, her father was an alcoholic who owned a bar... the irony was not lost on her. She really only had one family, The Hellhounds MC. The only cliche about her life was that she was in love with her best friend's brother, Roman. He was her protector, the one who helped her when she had no where else to go. Of course, he never knew she loved him. Once she had the chance she left Desert Creek, Nevada, hoping to never come back. Roman Santiago never thought much of little Camilla. With her being a year younger than him, and his sister's best friend, he never saw her as anything more than someone who needed protecting. Once she left, he moved on to other opportunities. Now, almost a decade later, he runs The Hellhounds MC. He never thought he'd see Camilla again, that is until a weird twist of fate pulls her right back into his orbit. WARNING: Mature Content

Beta's daughter Elanor Lunaire of the Moon Mist pack expects that on her eighteen birthday she will be mated to her boyfriend, the pack's future Alpha. When he is humiliatingly mated to her twin sister in front of her friends and family, however, it sets off a chain of events that will change her life forever. And when bodies with strange bite marks begin appearing across pack lands, Elanor is thrust into a world of goddesses, magic, and terrifying creatures alongside the wolf kingdom's royal family-and her true mate, Prince Edmond. What Elanor discovers about her true self might challenge everything she's ever known-if only she can save herself, her family, and wolfkind in time.

A runaway bride boards a ship to freedom. Little does she know freedom comes at a cost. Will it be a cold, distant pirate that ruins it or will she create her own downfall?

Jakob Laurent was an intensely quiet, no-nonsense type of man. Callan Grant was a sweet, slightly eccentric, small-business owner. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Callan needed to take some extra security precautions, but she could have never predicted that it would come in the form of a tall, brooding, and unbelievably stunning man. A stalker, a bodyguard, three iced lattes per day, and a heap of loungewear. Didn't that sound like the start of something wonderful? ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

Devran is a handsome, dominant, certainly arrogant, and aggressive Alpha who despises humans... Mira is a human. Both docile and beautiful. When this human finds herself in the lives of werewolves everything begins to change. Both tension and attraction build between herself and the rising Alpha who continues to claim he hates her kind. Everything Mira thinks she knows about herself is about to drastically change when unexplained events bring forth more mysteries and secrets than anyone could have expected. Will Devren regret pushing Mira away once she figures out who she truly is? ------------------(Sneak peek) "I'm thinking about it" his voice was still low but not at all soft. His breath fanned the side of my head and it felt like it's own sense of caress. "You are?" I squeaked. "As soon as your scent wafted through this house I thought about how you taste...how you sound" he licked his lips as if the memory were truly there for him to have again. I swallowed hard. I was pinned in place by his heated gaze. "D-Devran" I tried warning him to stop messing with me. "Yes, just like that, you breathlessly calling my name again."

"You seem to have forgotten who I am," he whispered, caging me in with his arms once again. His stubbled face scratched my cheek as he inched closer with every word. "So I'm here to remind you what happens when you mess with the devil." "Fuck you," I breathed, ignoring my throbbing core. "Strip." ~ 24- year old Anastazi Faye was appointed CEO of Faye Industries due to her father's tragic death last year. Little did she know that the company was having financial issues that caused Faye Industries to be bought out by her rival company, Creed Industries. 26- year old playboy billionaire Nathaniel Creed, the proud CEO of Creed Industries is an evil, narcissistic asshole who thinks the world revolves around him. When his company has to buy out Faye Industries, he is left with the companies mess to clean up along with their baggage. Anastazi has now gone from CEO of her own company to working for the most egotistical narcissistic billionaire as his secretary. Eventually, when the two grow closer as barriers are broken down, Anastazi begins to see the real him. But when his dark secret is unleashed, will she be able to move past the billionaire's secret, or will the damage be too much to repair? *18+ *Includes mature content, slightly graphic scenes and cursing* Word Count: 160,000+

It is called a Love Curse. Ophelia McQuoid's witch soul is bound inside a towering red crystal, released only once every fifty years for a mere thirty days. The terms of her freedom are deceptively simple: an immortal must trade his life for hers. But curses are never merciful. There is a clause. She must make him fall in love with her-and not just desire, not obsession, not pity. It must be the truest form of love. After two hundred and fifty years of failed attempts, Ophelia has learned a cruel truth: thirty days is not enough time to earn a love deep enough to damn an immortal. Especially when the curse tethers her close to the crystal, a silent prison she can never truly escape. When she awakens again, something is wrong. The crystal is no longer just a vessel-it is draining her life force. If she fails this time, Ophelia will not return in fifty years. She will fade into the glass forever, erased from the world she once knew. And then she meets him. A vampire king-ancient, powerful, arrogant-who is nothing like the careful, distant immortals before him. He is daring. Obnoxious. Infuriatingly attentive. And worst of all, he refuses to let her go. For the first time in centuries, Ophelia's curse may finally be breakable. Or it may destroy them both.

"I don't think this would be appropriate, Sir." Roxanne trembles under his tight hold. "I know that." His quiet grave voice caught her squeezing her sex. His calloused hand was unsteadily moving down her body as if he wanted to feel all of her at once. "Sir..?" Nothing. Just his hand migrates down south of her shaking body, tight with arousal and fear. Aroused by his audacity to touch her like this. Fear of what would happen when they both get caught. These thoughts travelled around her mind like a shark dangerously gliding around its prey. The prey being this man, though everything of him screamed predatory. The sound of the zip being pulled down ran as a warning between them. Each knowing of the consequence but they couldn't be pulled away from this wired up brunt that was waiting to happen. "Don't sir." She said more boldly. Trying to gain some moral ground before all tumbles. But she was too late. Too fucking late as his big finger delved into her fleshy mound, soaked with desire and she grasped, looking up at him with wanton need. He blatantly watching her face morph into an unspeakable pleasure as he moves his finger in and out of her pudgy snatch. "Never stop me Roxanne. The only time you ever will is when I'm done feasting on this pussy-" slapping her there, highlighting her acute senses more sharply. He continues, lowering his voice as he says "-so many times." ----------------------- Roxanne Jones a college student was studying English literature as her honours degree. She was bold and yet there was bit of timidness whenever she encountered a male- especially if it's her ruggedly good looking professor Jax Blade Williams. Everything about him was so wrong but it made her wet every time he gave a lecture in class. He was a great teacher, charming to its core and very popular with the ladies. But what will happen when Jax locks eye with the raven beauty who can taste her insatiable need of something very forbidden.

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄|𝟏𝟖+ Bartered off alongside her sisters as little more than livestock during the annual reaping, Ophelia soon finds herself kneeling before the god of war himself, and it doesn't take her long to realise that one wrong move could mean the difference between life and death... *A dark and unconventional retelling of Ares the Greek God of War. Includes smut, power-play, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, reader manipulation, dominance and kinks. Full list of TWs inside. - You do not need knowledge of Greek mythology to read this story.

First, it was her mom, then it was him. And he was no good for her. *** Elliot Wilds The name heard whispered in the school corridors. The name teenage girls gushed over. The name that made even boys hesitate. It was a name everyone knew. With cruel cobalt eyes, smooth-talking lips, and extraordinary style, he put even the bad boy reputation to shame. Elliot Wilds was cold, he was mean, he was malice. Nobody knew his past, not even the people who were his so-called friends, and nobody dared ask. Except her. Adrian Taylor's, the girl who slowly drove him mad. *** Not your typical bad boy love story and definitely not cliche!